didn’t you know blogging was totally out this year.
This box came from my Grandaddy’s house. I love how he corrected what was in the box every year way back to 1979. Remember Thalheimers? I remember walking by the doors at the Thruway on a hot day. When the doors would open and close, you’d get a whoosh of cool air that had the most wonderful smell. It’s smelled like a new nightgown.
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